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In a forest where darkness rules among ferocious beasts and unknown creatures lived a young moth next in line to the throne.
The young moth was cruel and feeds off negative energy around his kingdom.
"Kill everything born out of light and those who turn their backs to this kingdom." Said the elders of the young moth. As always, he obeys and does as he was told without hesitation.
One night, the moth hovered over his kingdom and spread his wings across the air. Every flap of his wings made the leaves flutter from below.
What the Prince hadn't known was that an enemy had waited for him to flee his chambers and had devised to shoot his wings, and so the young moth came crashing down to the ground.
Before completely losing his consciousness, the young prince saw blinding lights hovering over his weakened body. It's said to him. "Do not be afraid, I am the daughter of light, and I shall save you from your pain."
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A sense of warmth and safety consumed his crooked heart. He had never felt anything like it before. Once he awoke from his slumber, his wings were in good condition, he felt peaceful for the first time
"If the light was this promising why try and destroy it?" He thought to himself
"I bet he fancies her."
"Marin, please just listen to the story. I can't focus."
"Walsh I'm kinda tired."
"You have no choice but to listen to her. Partly your fault."
"What is this Miss. (L/n)?"
"I'm reading a book to Walsh and Griffin just like you told me to, Professor."
"Very well. Now I expect you two to understand what I'm going to read tomorrow."
